Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Macedonia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Altered Images to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mummies,
Kaleidoscope,
The Count Five,
Lungfish,
Surgeon,
Faust,
Robert Görl,
Kenny Larkin,
Ossler,
Isaac Hayes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Peter and Kerry,
The Blues Magoos,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Clear Light,
Soul II Soul,
Jandek,
Avey Tare,
Jimmy McGriff,
Chris & Cosey,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fear,
Wire,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Peter & Gordon,
Joyce Sims,
Idris Muhammad,
The Tremeloes,
Shuggie Otis,
Mad Mike,
Rotary Connection,
Bush Tetras,
Black Sheep,
Lee Hazlewood,
Morten Harket,
Model 500,
Average White Band,
The Slackers,
UT,
Siglo XX,
Gichy Dan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ice-T,
Kayak,
Slick Rick,
Eli Mardock,
Tubeway Army,
Radio Birdman,
X-Ray Spex,
Andrew Hill,
Fluxion,
The Moleskins,
The Misunderstood,
Toni Rubio,
Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.